I personally just have a google doc with multiple tabs, it causes some issue with word count though

Knowing her hounds limits, Some Handlers view it as beneath them to dirty their hands, even saying she was no better than the hound she managed, but who could argue with the power and control she had? Adjusting her mid battle was almost as intoxicating as the smell of coolant cooking off. (2/2)

There is so much I could gush about in this chapter, but it’s genuinely incredible how quickly you were able to paint such a visceral image of the Empire and all of the flaws that come with it. I love all of the characters, but I love the world that comes with them just as much

This was a lovely read!

I am rediscovering my people, it’s beautiful, stumbling onto ancient texts that echo thoughts you’ve had for years

The composed Handler covers her face, blushing and falling to the ground. ‘Ohmygod she’s SO cute- I just want to ruffle her hair…I need to find an excuse to reward her and praise her, I wonder if she likes plushies...’